I guess this must be common feeling amongst most visitors: never felt so overwhelmed and annoyed by art.
(note:
the love of art have been hammered into my head over many years,
masters degree in art/art history included) I have always wished to
visit the place, dreamed about visiting the place, now I hope I will
never have to go back. There was no air to breath, no English language
what so ever, making the experience that much more confusing, lack of
public restrooms, and just too much amazing art. We gave up after six
hours of browsing around.
